20 Simple Words That You're Probably Mispronouncing (Because Same)
So you think you know how to pronounce most English words? Try these ones.
We came up with a list of 20 grade school-level vocabulary words, which often stump adults when they are told pronounce them correctly. We did away with words longer than two syllables and kept the list short.
People often mispronounce this word, saying buh-ree with an ever slightest sound of u so that it almost sounds like brr-ree, instead of opening their mouths wide and saying beh-ri. It’s the same pronunciation as berry.
A college professor once shamed a student for correctly pronouncing this word. “It’s skars, Ms. Fernandez,” he said. Little did he know that the correct way of pronouncing it is skers, just like how you pronounce scares.
The letter u often throws off people who think they’re on the right track in pronouncing a basic word. Remember to open your mouth wide and emphasize the ah when pronouncing BAH-yer.
The common mistake in pronouncing this word is not so much on the pronunciation of the first syllable, but of the second syllable. Remember to pronounce it with a z, not s.
Don’t get caught mispronouncing this as “di-SEES” or people might think you are saying decease.
The mispronunciation of southern stems from the fact that south is pronounced with a diphthong or a gliding vowel sound of aw/ao. But for southern, you lose the diphthong and just go with the short vowel sound of u.
We won’t blame you if you mispronounce this basic word. This is one of the thousands of nuances of the English language that you just have to keep in mind.
This is one of the most mispronounced words in the Philippines. You’d hear it from the mouths of professionals such as lawyers and lawmakers referring to the “Soopreem” Court of the Philippines.
The key to pronouncing war correctly is to open your mouth with rounded lips and enunciate a full, solid short o sound.
Correct: DU-tee / DYU-tee
It’s not only Filipinos who mispronounce this word. Many Americans also mistakenly replace the d with a j.
JOO-well just sounds so unrefined, it gave us di-ZIZ. It’s a tricky one though because most people would expect the e and the w to be pronounced.
Just put emphasis on the second syllable, not the first.
Correct: FEE-wur / fyur
Just like in jewel, drop the e and the w and just say fyur. Listen to how it is pronounced here.
If you’re not sure about how to pronounce poem, you can just say poetry!
Tuesday comes from the Germanic god of war and the sky, Twessdæg or Tiw. It means “Tiw’s Day” in Middle English.
16. Complex (Adjective)
If you’re referring to the adjective complex (i.e., complicated), the stress is on the second syllable of the word, hence, com-PLEX. But if you’re referring to a structure or building (i.e., a compound or facility), the stress is on the first syllable of the word, hence, COM-plex.
17. Graduate (Noun)
If you’re referring to a person who is an alumnus of a school, the last syllable is pronounced wet, not weyt, hence, GRA-ju-wet. But if you’re referring to the act of finishing an academic course or degree, you pronounce it as GRA-ju-weyt.
Drop the e at the end of the word. Listen to how it is pronounced here.
19. Close (Verb)
If you’re referring to the verb close (e.g., “Close the door.”), pronounce it with a z at the end, hence klowz. But if you’re referring to the adjective close (e.g., “We are close to each other.”), pronounce it with an s at the end, hence, klows.
20. Use (Verb)
If you’re referring to the verb use (e.g., “Use this.”), pronounce it with a z at the end, hence yooz. But if you’re referring to the adjective use (e.g., “What’s the use?”), pronounce it with an s at the end, hence, yooz.
This story originally appeared on Esquiremag.ph.
* Minor edits have been made by the Candymag.com editors.
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On a platform we stand
Faces seen all in a blur
Relentless searching led by a spur
To find someone, to feel something
Aren’t we fools to waste away time?
To look for one man’s treasure
Somewhere as ephemeral, as fragile
As a bond built in crime
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Hoping for an oasis
In the midst of the desert
Wanting to quench our thirst
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Of old and battered houses on winter?
Wishing for the sun to give us warmth
To melt the facade so we can show what the inside is made
Aren’t we maven pretenders?
A Casanova? A Temptress? Who made us this way?
A sly fox? A ruthless hunter?
Let down the walls, It’ll be okay
Rushed for a hug, now no hesitating
Engulfed by a sense of bliss or was it longing? Eyes wide-open,
Stepping on a quicksand I embraced the fall into the deep end
Gazed at you lying there unaware With you, found something rare I swear
Realization dawning as loud as a thunder
As the Beating of your heart put me into a deep slumber
Waking up from this reverie
Truth slapped me back to reality
Two worlds so different, now I see If only I could I’d be anything and anyone you need me to be I’m the ludicrous clown, you see
Thought if I ruin it first I’d be free
From the doubts brought by my own insecurity I was so wrong,
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Unbounded joy brought by your presence
Paralleled with the perennial ache of your absence Yearned for and offered seventh heaven
Now the heart weeps for evanescence
A mirage, to be the fair maiden The sorrow to find out I’d end up our own villain
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